Chapter Nineteen
A Week Later
The last week has been unreal. When we got to Thane’s house, Mom and I spent all night talking about my time at the hospital and Meridian. Everyone quietly listened and was always smiling when we’d look over at them.
The next day, when discussing how we could go about making sure we see each other often, Thane pulled me aside and asked how I would feel about them taking over his pool house.
I loved the idea, so Thane pitched it, and Mom cried.
Needless to say, they are in the process of moving.
Since Mom is between clients, she is going to get established here as a victim advocate and work for the court system.
I sleep in bed with Thane, Reid, and Giovanni.
Although Giovanni has just been watching them right now, he looks absolutely feral when they do anything to me, to each other, or in general.
I’m learning that he fucking melts for them, but is the most dominant of the three with me.
It might just be that I am the most submissive with him.
I am not looking to get punished by him, so I’ll be good.
Thane, Reid, and Giovanni are at Meridian getting their day program set up. Mom and Jerry are downtown getting Mom set up as a victim advocate, so I am on my own for lunch. I am craving a sub, so I’m going to drive down to the place we ate from a few days ago and grab a sandwich.
I grab my keys and go out to my car. I think I want to get a new one because this one has been through some shit while I was in college. That is a problem for a different day, though.
I have the music blasting as I drive, ignoring the uneasy feelings about the car behind me following too closely.
When I pull into the parking lot and the car pulls in with me, I have a terrible feeling.
Before getting out, I call Thane, but he doesn’t answer.
I call Reid and Giovanni, and the same thing.
They must be in their meeting already, so I decide to just make it quick so I can get back to the house.
In the shop, I am okay. I feel like someone is watching me, but I feel better inside than outside at this point.
It’s not until I get outside that my instincts scream at me to hurry up.
I am nearly sprinting to my car, but I’m not paying attention.
I pass an SUV as the back door opens, but I don’t get a chance to scream when a hand covers my mouth, and I am dragged into the back seat.
I start to fight, but instantly freeze when a gun is placed against my temple.
“Hello, Ayla,” a man says, still covering my mouth. “Are you going to be good and talk to me, or should I shoot you now?”
I mutter into his hand that I’ll be good. He must automatically know I will be, because he releases me. I turn and back against the door, not with the gun in my face. “Do you know who I am, Ayla?” he asks. He is a handsome man who is tall, but his eyes are cold, and he is devoid of a soul.
“N-No,” I stammer.
“My name is Josh Larson. Joe Larson was my little brother,” he says. I open my mouth to lie, but stop. He’s not stupid. “Thane took someone special from me, so I plan to do the same to him…”
“Please, don’t kill me,” I say quietly.
“Oh no. You are worth far more to me alive,” he says with a smirk.
“So, here’s how this is going to go… One day, I will come for you.
You can have your fun with Thane for now, but when I do come for you…
You’re mine. I’ll make you my wife and put my baby in your belly.
Thane will have to live with that for the rest of his life.
Fight me, and I’ll make this process far more painful. Understand?"
“Y-Yes,” I whisper. I am so fucking scared right now; I don’t know what to do.
“Good girl. What happens if you fight me, Ayla?”
“I get hurt,” I say, with emotion cracking in my voice.
“Yes,” he says as he unbuckles his belt with his free hand. “Let’s test you, hmm?”
I am still frozen when he sets the gun down and grabs me by the hair.
I don’t fight him as he holds the sides of my face and pushes my face down, forcing his dick down my throat.
I don’t know why I'm not fighting, because my brain is. It’s screaming at me to fight him and get away, but I don’t move in any way that he doesn’t make me.
He forces me to bob my head, fucking my throat as he groans.
I gag when he pushes deep, but I still don’t fight. Why don’t I ever fight back?
When he comes, he pulls back and keeps a hold of my hair as he strokes himself to make his come splash across my face and hair.
With a swift motion, he opens the door and brings his foot up to kick me backward out of the SUV.
I hit the ground with a thud, and it knocks the wind from my lungs, leaving me gasping for air as the vehicle drives away.
Too stunned to do much, I abandon my sandwich on the ground and grab my bag to run to my car. I hardly remember the drive home because when I pull into the driveway, I am utterly confused about how I got here.
I am so fucking panicked right now, and I don’t trust myself. I rush inside and go upstairs to the master bedroom. I already know what I want to do, and it scares me. I make sure that I bring my phone, but I also grab a straight razor I had hidden in my car.
I am sobbing by the time I climb into the massive claw-foot tub, and I don’t want to do this, but I need my mind to shut up. I am gripping the razor as I fumble to call Reid.
“Hey, sweetheart. Sorry we missed…” he answers.
“I need you. Please, I need you. I don’t want to do this. I don’t, I swear to God, I’m trying so hard,” I sob. “Please, I need y’all. I need you to make it shut up. Please…”
“Whoa. Baby. Slow down, baby. What’s wrong? Where are you?”
“At home. They found me, Reid. I need help. Please, don’t let me do this. I need you.”
“Who found you, Ayla. Are you alone?” Reid asks hurriedly.
“J-Josh L-Larson. Joe’s b-brother,” I weep.
“Shit. We are on our way home, Ayla. Where in the house are you?”
“In the tub,” I whimper as I curl myself up on the bottom.
“Do you have a razor? A knife?”
“A razor,” I cry. “Please, I just need to make it shut up. I’m trying so hard.”
“We’re coming, baby. Keep talking to me, okay? What happened?”
“He s-said he was g-going to take something from Th-Thane as he took from h-him. He said h-he would make me marry him and… and he would get me p-pregnant,” I explain through tears.
“And then he just… made me do it. I kept gagging, but he wouldn’t stop.
He just wouldn’t. I didn’t want that. And then he…
. It’s all over me. I just need my mind to shut up. Why won’t it shut up?”
“You are panicking, baby. I need you to breathe with me, okay? Can you do that?”
“I can try,” I choke out.
“Good, baby. Good girl. Deep breath. Close your eyes and just focus on your lungs slowly filling,” Reid says gently. I take a long, ragged breath in and slowly blow it out. “Good. That’s so good, Ayla. Go again. We are almost home.”
I try my best to focus on just breathing.
I get so lost in meditation that the time passes quickly.
The next thing I know, the blade is being taken out of my hands as Thane scoops me into his arms and takes me straight to the shower.
He sits me on the bench so he and Giovanni can undress me while Reid handles the razor.
When they are all with me, they get undressed and turn the water on.
We are all silent as they start washing every inch of my body.
I continue to just focus on breathing as I let their hands soothe me.
When they are done, and I am wrapped in a fuzzy towel, Reid cups my face.
“I am so fucking proud of you, Ayla. You did so fucking well. You hear me? We are proud of you for getting help.”
“He’s going to hurt me,” I whimper.
“You are stronger than he will ever know, baby girl. You have survived far worse than anyone could ever imagine. We will do everything within our power to keep you safe, but please believe me when I say that you will survive him. You will survive yourself. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whimper.
“How can we help?” Thane asks, kissing me.
“Uhm… A flogger…” I say. “Or… something sharper.”
“A whip?” Thane asks, and I nod. “Say it, baby. Own it.”
“I want you to whip me. All of you.”
“Are you comfortable with that, Gio?” Thane asks.
“Absolutely. I’ve always wanted to whip her ass,” Gio says, making me smile a little. “We’ve got you, Bunny.”
“Okay. Let’s lay you on the bed,” Reid says. “After, what do you want as aftercare?”
“Uhm…” I say. “It’s… weird.”
“Nothing is weird, sweetheart,” Gio reminds me.
“I want to be fucked… violently… like… Like I don’t want it, and you don’t care if I do or not,” I say quietly, looking anywhere but at them.
“I’m down,” Giovanni says without hesitation.
“I’m in,” Reid says.
“Absolutely,” Thane agrees. “All three or individually?”
“All three. Then can y’all… Mom needs to know,” I say.
“We can handle that,” Reid says.
“Go lie on your belly,” Thane instructs.
“Okay…” I yelp when Thane smacks my ass.
“Excuse me?”
“Sir. Yes, Sir,” I say quickly.
“Good girl. Go on,” he says. I smile and relax before going to bed and lying down. They remove the pillows before tying my arms above my head and my ankles to the footboard. I am face down, but comfortable for the moment.
They don’t waste time, and Thane is the first to hit me with a leather whip.
I hardly feel it, but all I do is sigh. Reid hits me next, and it’s not as hard but well placed across my lower back.
Giovanni’s hit is way harder, and I scream.
Thane hits me again, and they each take turns snapping their whip across my back, ass, and thighs.
I go from screaming to crying to raging, and then I find peace.
The restraints come off, and they start massaging salve into my skin, soothing the fire raging in my skin from the marks they left behind.
When they are done, I expect to be moved to straddle someone, so I am caught off guard when Giovanni straddles my body while I am still on my belly. This man has a cock that is wide enough to fucking break me in two pieces, so I start fighting him as soon as he presses his weight into my back.
“Wait. Gio, you can’t…”
“What are you going to do about it?” Giovanni asks, pressing his cock against my ass.
He’s letting me know of his intention without saying it.
He leans back and spreads my ass so that one of the others can pour lube on me.
When he returns to lying on me, I expect him to keep taunting me, so I relax a bit.
Maybe that’s for the best because he suddenly covers my mouth and shoves into my ass, making me scream as if I’ve just been stabbed as he starts fucking my ass devastatingly hard and fast.
He grunts and groans as he fucks me, but I keep screaming into his hand. Mostly because he is being so fucking brutal.
Giovanni abruptly rolls so I am lying on my back on his chest, and Reid grabs the backs of my knees to push them to my chest. Giovanni is still covering my mouth so my loud and feral moans are muffled when Reid abruptly starts pounding into my pussy so hard that I can’t breathe.
Thane stands behind me and positions himself over me so when he’s pushing his cock into my mouth, Giovanni can keep his hand on my throat to feel how Thane fucks me while he gently squeezes and massages Thane's balls.
Reid presses a toy against my clit and turns it on high as he fucks me, making my eyes roll back as orgasms flood out of me, soaking us.
I am hardly conscious by the time they finish and clean my body.
I am moved to lie across Thane’s chest while Reid and Giovanni are next to us.
I am almost completely covered by the blanket when I hear the guys explain everything to Mom and Jerry.
I don’t get to hear their reaction before I fall asleep.